Ladies and Gentlemen! I am thrilled to announce that it is officially summer for Lori.
I’m looking forward to summer this year. I have made a momentous decision to cut back my work hours to three days per week instead of five, a change which has just gone into effect this week. Theoretically, this will give me more time to take care of my health, more time to fit in medical appointments, and – hopefully – a lot less stress. It’s kind of crazy to think about cutting back on our income, because we’ve gotten used to a certain amount coming in per month, but we are nothing if not thrifty, so now we’ll just have to rise to the occasion. We’ve got two good jobs and nothing to complain about! I know when to count my blessings.
Did you know that being a blogger is about more than just having a blog?
Did you just have to pick your chin up off the floor? I KNOW! Me, too!
Yep, it turns out that blogging consists of writing posts and actually posting them. Not just thinking of things to post and then talking yourself out of them. Not just writing drafts of posts and saving them forever. Not just taking pictures of little projects you do and planning to edit them sometime in the future. You have to write the words, bite the bullet, and pull the trigger.
Let me extend the (misused) gun metaphor even more. My dad once told me that I aim, aim, aim… but never shoot. He was correct when I was 17, and he is still correct today. I tend to focus on the preliminaries and preparations of activities more than the activities themselves. If the acquisition of manuals and tools and gear could make one a professional in a particular area, then I would be a world-class athlete, crafter, writer, chef, gardener and photographer.
Needless to say, I am none of the above.
Prep work is not making me a professional blogger, either… nor even a consistent amateur! I need to make a point of writing regularly, even if I need to rely on prompts like NaBloPoMo or the Daily Post to give me a nudge. I’ll try it for the rest of this month; let’s see how I do! * Edited to add: I didn’t do very well! I only managed to post one other time in June. Ack.
How about you? Is there anything that you would be the master of, if your stack of books could instantly make you so? (If I ever get to choose a superpower, maybe I’ll choose that one!)
Coming to pet ownership so late in life (we have had Jinx and Fu for less than two years, and Bones for less than six months), there are certain things that other people take for granted that I am still charmed by. One of these is the silly ways of sleepy cats.
Take Fu, for instance. When that kitty sleeps, she sleeps. She snores, meows in her sleep, and twitches to her little cat dreams. She does not want to be bothered by the likes of us.
The interesting thing is, while she does not want to be bothered, she likes to fall asleep right where we are, and as close to our stuff as possible.
She likes to be warm; she burrows under our covers constantly, which is a bit awkward if you forget to check under the blankets before you get in! Better than a cozy bed, however, is a cozy sunbeam:
But if there is no sunbeam handy, Fu will just keep looking for a cozy place. A shoebox, perhaps:
Most of all, though, she likes to cuddle up with her sister. Sweet dreams, sleepy Fu!